Hey there, I've got another new fiction right here in my hands (well, figuratively). It's a contestshipping, with some slight Poke shipping. It's also an AU story. I will do a normal Pokémon fiction soon, I promise, but this idea was just too hard to resist.

I am so glad to be back, I took a break from writing, and now I have 7 unfinished stories on paper. Not good. Oh, but I am very glad some of you still stay with me after all that time!!

Another thing, I know you guys are used to me updating about every week. I am afraid I won't be able to do that. I try to as fast as I can, but I am really busy with things. No worries if you don't hear something a while. I won't forget you guys.

Well, about the story. It's in the dark ages, the middle ages, or just a time with real swords, castles and not the usual things like tv (or a warm bath XD) May's the hard-headed princess with the unsure future. Her marriage is soon to be decided when the first company goes to war. And guess what? Drew's the one in it.

I know the summary isn't that much, I hope the story is a lot better. Enjoy and review!!!

I do not own Pokémon, stop reminding me!

Chapter 1

"My lady, come back! Please!" a servant called.

May looked over her shoulder while she kept running, her skirts held up so she wouldn't trip. "No, I want freedom!" she yelled.

She was currently sixteen and completely fed up with the strict protocols of the palace.

"But, Your Highness!"

"Stop calling me that, you fool," May called back at the little squad of servant.

"But, Princess, we need to get you dressed for the royal dinner this evening!" the servant called exhausted. You would think with all the running after the princess, their condition would improve. The Princess had been quite rebellious the last time, ever since she realized her life had been controlled always.

"Like I give crap about that!" she yelled. May ran out to the gardens, and made her way to the maze. The servants gave a few desperate cries but soon gave up.

The brown-haired princess huffed, "wimps," and continued her way through the maze. Although others might call it a maze, to May it was nothing more than a few bushes. She had been there way too much, and it isn't that difficult to see the structure.

May sighed and raised her skirts: oh, how she despised those useless things.

She walked to the outside of the maze and pushed her way through the bushes. She had never been off the castle-grounds but she did get off the protected grounds.

Wandering around the castle-village or the training-grounds from the soldiers. Which was what she did this time as well. If you went down the slope (the castle was build on a hill) you'd immediately run on the grounds. There was a commando training down there, the metal clashing onto each other as the swords made contact. The men had put off their upper-clothing and their bodies shimmered in the heat of the sun, because they were sweating that much. It certainly was a hot day.

May sighed and sat down as best as she could. The dress clearly wasn't made for sitting on the ground but for sitting on the stiff chairs in the palace.

Her attention reverted back to the army commando. The men down there where older, not young men anymore but hardened by war. Even from this distance May could see the many scars, caused by enemy swords and arrows.

This commando was definitely a veteran one.

The princess sighed once again, she would have given anything to be free as they were. But even now, her father was probably arranging her marriage. Finding her a suitable husband, since she had reached the right age for marriage.

She would have to be a loyal wife, and for the rest she would be useless as her husband would be king and ruler. Even her little brother would be of more use as he would be the future general.

"Ah, your Highness, out on a stroll?" a mocking voice said. A shadow loomed over May. She glanced up and pinched her eyes in the blinding light of the sun.

May huffed, "don't you use that tone against me!" and she stood up.

Now she wasn't looking right in the sun, May could take in the man's appearance.

Like the men down the hill, on the training grounds, his upper body was also undressed. He had a smirk playing on his lips and his hands in his sides. He had green hair with the most paralyzing green matching that. He was about her age, he had out-grown the childish roundness, but he had yet to achieve the hardness of the full-time soldier.

The boy made a mocking boy, "I'm sorry, princess," he said with a light hint of sarcasm in his voice.

May frowned, gosh, he was annoying. "You are a commoner, don't you dare to speak to me like that if you don't want to be hung. Now get out of my sight!" she ordered.

Instead of the usual frightened faces, the boy smirked, as if he was amused. "My Lady is cranky," he commented.

May exploded, "Who are you, you...you JERK!," she screeched.

The boy made another bow, "Drew Hayden, to your service," he said. May doubted if he was to her service. He straightened his back, "I'm a mercenary in the king's army," he said vaguely waving to the men below.

May smiled triumphantly, "Then you're under my command!" she stated proudly. Drew raised a brow, "technically, I'm under your father's command," he noted.

May huffed and turned away, "So?"

Drew smirked, "seeing that your dress is torn, I found you sitting on the ground and that a herd of servants is looking for you, it doesn't look like you're much of a fathers child," he said.

May glanced down at her dress and saw the skirt was torn. Like she cared. "What is it, you're doing here. The new mercenary are always trained and placed somewhere in the country. They aren't placed to go to war," May said.

The boy Drew laughed shortly, "So you aren't stupid and ignorant," he said.

May wanted to explode right away but calmed herself again. "Please answer the question," she said calmly.

Drew scratched the back of his head, "I guess I stood out during the training when the scout arrived, so they added me to the commando that would go to war first," he said.

May gaped at the nonchalant mercenary who was now watching a bird fly.

"You can get so easily killed on the frontline, don't you mind that?" she asked.

Drew looked back sideling's. "No, not really," he said.

May didn't really know what to say to that, "Why not?" she just asked.

Drew sighed, "You are awfully curious in such a guy like me, princess, why?" he turned around. May clenched her teeth, "because, you are interesting," she muttered, not really wanting to say it out loud.

Drew smirked, "I'm sorry princess, I think I didn't hear you."

May's head snapped up at the arrogant teen, "Because you are interesting and true, not like the people within the palace," she admitted angrily.

It stayed silent between the two. "Hey Hayden, Get your lazy ass back down her!" a rough male's voice yelled.

Drew turned around, "Yeah, I'm coming!" he shouted back.

Then he smirked to May, "princess, the life in the castle isn't that bad. Most commoner girls of your age already have given birth to their first child. I have to go, nice meeting you, princess," he said before turning around and walking away at a lazy pace.

"Hayden, my name's May, call me that," May said softly.

Drew looked over his shoulder, "I know princess, and I'm just a commoner," he said and raised his hand. In a second he was gone. Like thin smoke.

May pulled a face, she would have to go back inside before an alert was called out, again. Oh the horrors of the memory. She had been scolded big time that time. She turned around and pushed her way through the bushes, knowing this pain wasn't as bad as the dress she would have to wear. She almost envied the girls Drew mentioned.

"Finally we've found you, your Highness," the servants breathed relieved.

May sighed, "Let's get this torture started then," she said, and limply followed the servants.

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"Sheesh, Drew. What took you so long. I know, you got a break, but I believe this was the longest in your life or so," the captain said when Drew returned.

"I'm sorry sir, there were some...inconveniences on my way back," Drew said stiffly.

The captain laughed, "Loosen up, will ya. I was only teasing you. Have you seen a ghost or something?" he said.

Drew smirked, "A Ghost? Close, I think," he said.

The captain shook his head, "you and your mysteries. Get your ass back to work," he said.

Drew nodded, "yes sir." Then he glanced up at the castle behind him, "a lonely ghost for sure," he muttered before returning to practice.

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"Ahhh," May gasped for breath as the dressing maid pulled on the body. "I am supposed to breath thank you," she said but the maid didn't listen and grabbed the underskirts.

"No May, that's the whole point, you are not supposed to breath in a lady's body," the voice of her best friend said.

May turned her head to Misty, who sat calmly on the bed. "If I could move, I would have kicked your ass, right now. Why do I even have to wear these ridiculous things?" she whined.

Misty sniggered, "Your dad told you that, didn't he?" she asked.

May rolled her eyes, "You tell me, I stopped listening to him since I was twelve," she said grumpily as the maid put on the third underskirt and it didn't brighten her mood that there was another one.

Misty sighed, "There are possible candidates invited for this evening, powerful young men. And also this..."

"Wait, what?!" May yelled out in disgust. "Candidates? For what exactly?" she called out. May had a bad feeling about this.

"For you to marry of course," Misty said as if it was obvious.

Damn, May hated it when her feeling was right.

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